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Black Box #finale

Days, weeks, months passed. The void that I was living in was simply too good to be true, I could not even imagine what it was like outside, anymore. I just wanted to rest on my laurels, wait for things... Continue Reading →

“The Little Girl Survived.”

"Get this girl in the car!" I hustled the driver, "She's DYING!" my tone was at the brink of breaking. "We can't." He shook his head in an Indonesian vogue, even his tongue was,"the nearest hospital is to cross the... Continue Reading →

Moriah Moments #Finale

Three years later, here I was giving this very speech in this very restaurant. "This is my testimony of becoming a pastor." My father stood up abruptly, the stern Taoist being the different one among the other of my relatives, and... Continue Reading →

Moriah Moments #7

I became a devout christian, I believed in all of His words, His commands, His everything. Even before being a christian, I had a job at one of the multi-national companies, holding the mantle of being the executive manager in... Continue Reading →

Moriah Moments #6

So Abraham took the wood of the burnt offering and laid it on Issac his son; and he took the fire in his hand, and a knife, and the two of them went together. But Issac spoke to Abraham his... Continue Reading →

Moriah Moments #5

...So Abraham rose early in the morning and saddled his donkey, and took two of his young men with him, and Issac his son; and he split the wood for the burnt offering, and arose and went to the place... Continue Reading →

Moriah Moments #4

A week past, I was constantly bombarded by the temptation to pick up the bible and read it. I did not touch that thing, I flung it out of the window in the middle of the week when I was... Continue Reading →

Moriah Moments #3

My bedroom was the best place for me to rest, a man-made heaven. I tossed the book into the corner of the room, I laid down on my bed, and something felt wrong, a hunch, a premonition, but my brain,... Continue Reading →

Moriah Moments #2

Nam mo om mi to fo. Nam mo om mi to fo. I bent down on my knees, in front of the idols sculpted by humans, three humongous statues sat solemnly in front of me in an eternal earthly repose. Their... Continue Reading →

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